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Jesus Junction
04:44
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(One for the father, one for the son, and one for the holy ghost)
Jesus was playing freeze tag on Old Man Pilate's lawn
And there were twelve disciples with the baptist in the John
Enter Old Man Pilate, he said, "Get away, you queers"
They turned the other cheek and showed the man their rears
And we sang-a
(Chorus)
Hey there Jay, I like the way you move
Jesus, my friend, you can really groove
Hey there Jay with your bell-shaped pants
Roll away your stone and let's do a little dance
Well the next time I saw Jesus he was working as a scientist
When a young man came along, a young evangelist
He said, "But Jesus, I thought that science was a big no-no"
Jesus said, "Son, I healed the blind, I did not make them so"
And we sang-a
(Chorus)
Jesus climbed up on Capitol Hill and he didn't like what he saw
He grabbed that big ol' gavel and he laid down his funky law
He said, "All y'all go jump in the mud and then you'll look the same
Sink all this partisanship, it's pretty legis-lame"
And we sang-a
(Chorus)
We sang-a
Cause my Jesus likes to dance and maybe yours likes to sing
My Jesus has sinned before but he always does his thing
My Jesus owns the Quran and no thing made of silk
When he's at the dinner table he turns water to milk
(Chorus)
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Pseudo Pseuss
03:29
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Saw the last great Jellyphant with purple tusks and might
Thought I'd ride that creature to a mountain in my sight
But it was shot by the Persnix, it cried out pitifully
For they needed the beast's ears for the sandwich industry
(Chorus)
Squeezed great mother to the bone,
Now Persnix don't have a home
Felled by fear and sold for free
She waits in the crotch of the last green tree
Payed my dues to jelly, the last of the Jellyphants
Began to climb old great Mt. Grak where stalked the Shnoos and Shnents
At the top I'd chase these hopping beasts, gave tummy rubs to each
But when I reached the mountain top, there was no top to reach
(Chorus)
Climbed on down that mountain, the one missing a peak
Climbed down to the tar sands where the Smam swam in the creek
But when I reached the bottom I once again was foiled
The tar sands were gone up in smoke, the creek ran black with oil
At home there was chaos, there was smog and smoky cars
I felt the heat of the sun at night, but I could not see the stars
I released a dove to go find land in this flood of toxic things
It returned with plastic in its mouth and oil blacked its wings
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Willem, The Foe
00:55
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4. |
Slightly Open Hi Hat
07:33
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Open up my head to look at what's inside and
See that it's a pile of shit
Everything I say, at least everything you hear is
Coming from a pointless pit
Maybe it's my fault and maybe it's not cause
I wasn't always like that
Got a piece of paper, told me what I'm worth, yeah
Maybe I'll live up to that
(Chorus)
Hey my friend, hey my friend, look at what I found
Look at me, look at me, maybe you'll see it
Hey my friend, hey my friend, look I found my brain
But you see, but you see, I don't really need it
I don't go to school I've never read a book and
Never seen a pencil
Never told a lie and none of that's the truth cause
Everything's believable
Look at what you taught me, look at what I've learned
I can count to ten
Tell me that's inadequate, tell me there's another guy
Who can use a pen
(Chorus)
Maybe you're a bad kid, maybe you're hopeless
Maybe you'll waste our time
Here's a free pass to do what you want with
I hope you find a job in time
I'll be what you want, I'll be a perfect soul and
I will be your sponge
Soak up everything and squeeze me back out
I'll shrivel like a snail in the sun
(Chorus)
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5. |
Kuiper Belt Blues
06:24
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Well I was born in the year of the horse
On a telescope in Arizona of course
My distance huge, my movement slow
Thought I might stay hid for an eon or so
Clyde Tombaugh, my father, my flame
Thanks to your blink I am a household name
Put me in the papers, number nine is here
Then you stab me in the back and I disappear
(Chorus)
Neil the astrophysicist's claims
Brought about my trans-neptunian pain
Sit in your chair and read the news
And I'll tell you all about my Kuiper Belt blues
My orbit long, my surface cold
Crossin' Jupiter's brother, you might call me bold
I'm round but my neighborhood's crowded as hell
And I couldn't clear it out, old Tyson did tell
Charon, my brother, we are transfixed
To a point in between us called the River Styx
Hydra, Kerberos, my dragon and dog
Spin around me in the icy fog
(Chorus)
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6. |
Teachin' Machine
06:05
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(Chorus)
Mr. Gates, you're a time machine
Take me to a time I've never seen
Grade the papers, take the roll,
Take me back, save my soul
Mr. Gates, you're a time machine
take me to a time I've never seen
He said grab hold of my moustache
He whisked us off into the past
We went to 1845 and we were destined for war
With Mexico, you know, what is it good for?
And all along the Rio Grande their soldiers killed us dead
But no one knew whose soil it was where our blood was shed
Now our invasion was begun on contested evidence
That didn't cease the gears of war and it hasn't since
No contested evidence, yes no fake double UMD's
Will stop unjust aggression and manifest destiny
We had read no Thoreau, at least not thoroughly
For we waged an unjust war and woe is we
We ignored the burning bush that signed for us to flee
So they took to the streets burning bush in effigy
(Chorus)
The big stick of Theodore, well it has stuck
Old Theodore's been dronin' on and Yemen better duck
Obama's been a dronin' so we flew to Yemen
Where a drone was headed for an innocent civilian
Joe Gates flew up in the air and the Yemenis amassed
Watched him catch that missile and he flung it to the past
He emerged unscathed and he touched down upon pavement
He said never again destroy a village in order to save it
(Chorus)
Anthony Weiner was in need of some good advice
On how to handle scandal caused by his unlucky vice
We found Thomas Jefferson and boy we brought him back
For he did keep his job when his sex scandal looked most black
We saw Shay's rebellion 'gainst the new institution
It was not a sight for those with a weak constitution
Democracy can take a while to get itself set
The Arab spring has started, but it ain't winter yet
Youthful misadventures we must remember as we get older
For how can you change lanes if you ain't lookin' over your shoulder?
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Illegal Immigrant Song
03:26
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Way, way down south where there was only doom
Down in the desert a boy stepped out the womb
Looked at the stars, a long way away they seemed
Call him Soñar, cause boy he had a dream
Nighttime exodus, little boy and he's a
Bright sunrise but there was no sonrisa
Oh, he had chiclé, no visa, no papers
Went down to the big house for a job as a landscaper
Soñar, clear the windows, the owner could not see
Soñar went outside and chopped that cherry tree
Oh, Soñar chopped that cherry tree
Like George Washington, as American as can be
A good day's wage, what he was dreaming of
The landscapers wouldn't give him no love
Soñar went to the farm to pick up the slack
The hunger of a nation on his aching back
Nighttime exodus, little boy and he's a
Bright sunrise but there was no sonrisa
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8. |
Angry Song
03:41
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9. |
Medusa Luna
10:38
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Stone up in the night sky floating
By her earthen weight
Scars adorn the windless face like
Scores of dried out lakes
Seas of ice beneath the surface
Held by dust of space
Crack the earth, release the oceans
Wash across the place
Frozen bodies lost in slumber
Sheets of ancient ice
Flares of heat released from sun
Disrupt their way of life
Solar storms and sonic waves shake
Tethers to the core
Break the ties to stagnant ways
Waves lap lunar shores
Overrun by swarms of jams
Awakened from the cold
Time to take their space rock back to
What it was before
Seas of floating animals with
Death spelled on their spines
Swim across their moon and sift
The glassen sands of time
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